days on end - dominic fike (cancelled)

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"dom!" i chanted from a far. his buzzed cut haired-self eventually heard my cry and started to walk towards me and my car, arms open with invitation.

my fragile frame laced with his and wrapped my arms around his torso, shortly after i raised my head to meet his rosy lips with a kiss.

growing hastily, our kiss gained tension when dom dropped his belongings and replaced his hands with my waist, pushing it against the trunk of my car. what went from a kiss on the lips had turned into tiny wet hickeys around the area. his hands traveled to my curves but a sudden honk snatched us away from each other.

"get a room!" a mother said with her and her three children mouths drew open with disgust.

"oopsies, maybe i should get the trunk," i scurried off. opening the trunk for dom, he placed his suit case and carry on and closed it shut. coming around, i greeted him with a pin straight white joint.

"rolled this for you," i held the drug between my finger tips and smirked.

"damn ma, who taught you how to roll this good?" dom excites before taking it out of my hands and finds a lighter to spark with.

"i taught myself, thank you very much," my nose flew into the air.

"god, that's so sexy," dominic had taken a long drag before gazing over and releasing the thick cloud from his lips. i planted a small kiss on them. "i missed you," i said before placing a quick second one after.

"i missed you. and those fucking lips," instead dominic had sucked on my bottom lip a bit.

making me melt away, i switched topics; preventing the heat rising.

"wanna catch some breakfast? or i could bring you back to mines and we could cook?" i suggested. i knew my uncle wouldn't be a pest due to his job demanding his tight morning schedule on fridays. trust me, i had his ways memorized.

"i have been craving these nutella pancakes my mom used to make, you gotta have them." i continue.

"sure baby. i'd love to," dom assured before taking another long hit of the joint.

the ride there proceeded with music playing and good vibes. the sun casted it's bright and early rays on the streets of naples. many drake lyrics and rap battles after, we reached our destination.

"warning. i live with my alcoholic uncle. who knows if it's clean, dirty or a straight war zone in there," i prepared dom.

"i was raised in a trap house, i'll be fine" he shrugged me off and followed behind me. inserting my key into the front door, i crept the door open and checked if everything was up to par. thankfully, all seemed clear and i welcomed dominic in and distinguished my fear.

"make yourself at home, please. this is the living room, this is the kitchen," i point out.

"hm a perfectly clean kitchen counter, let's get it dirty," dominic smirked towards me.

"i hope you mean by the pancakes," i had already started to put on an apron and gather materials.

"no, but i guess," he sighed. continuing our affairs, our pancake making consisted of a lot of 'boops' on the nose with batter and a couple penis and boobie shaped pancakes.

"try it," i whined and pushed the plate towards him with the finished product. nutella pancakes with bananas and bacon.

"this is delicious babe" he mutters through his full fudgey mouth.

"dominic, close your mouth!" i chuckled.

"here come! do i taste like chocolate?" he enthused and motioned for a kiss.

"i'm sure you do." i assured and washed dishes.

"okay, i know that ... but i want another kiss," he fussed. obeying his request, i dried my last dish and kissed his lips for what felt like the millionth time already, but just as i expected; his touch felt like a static electricity shock every time.

creeping on top of his legs, my silhouette straddled him and slightly grind down. dominic moved his mouth quickly to my neck like just as before at the airport. i had to stop him again, myself this time.

"babe wait." i practically moaned out.

"hmm?" he hummed against my skin.

"baby, stop," i said and threw him off guard. stopping almost immediately and pulling away, dom held me in his arms before tilting his head at me.

"you okay? did i do something wrong?" his voice grew in concern.

"no, no, no, it's just" i stammered. my eyes averted his as i finished my sentence. "i'm a virgin. and i'm waiting."

"hey, hey, it's okay. i'm cool," his eyes searched for mine.

"but i know you don't want to wait so.." i shrugged.

"i'd wait a milllion years," he assured to me.

"aw, that's so cute," my lip quivered a bit.

"just please don't take that long," he joked, earning a giggle out of me. i pressed my forehead against his and wrapped my arms around him. i could just melt in his arms with no hesitation.
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